Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1111

When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

person across from him who was almost on the verge of burying

said, "OK, then I'll take the two little girls to the bath first,

phone, Channing spoke, "Was the food not

she realized he was asking herself and nodded her head

hold and eat white

Winnie: "......"

looked up at him, "Why don't you hurry up and eat, and finish ...... Lala and

his phone and said lightly, "They'll

said "Oh" again and went back

her for a moment, got up and

couldn't say whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly

to the couch and picked up his blazer, glancing at

"It's ...... is it?"

mood

door closing came that she felt her tense nerves

across the table, the smile at the corner of his mouth

he say that he didn't

when it's so easy to make

with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand propped up

into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers, even the paparazzi with cameras dislike the degree of head

ran two blocks to find a pharmacy to buy a 72-hour emergency

head back and swallowed the medicine, tore up

into the couch and let out

and felt a little pinch

went back and

looked at the pen and the corners of her lips pursed

He fell again.

a while before putting the pen down and getting up to

walked over to the dining room table and cleaned up the

all these dishes and basically left

night, Winnie lay in bed, listening to the

opened the

only twenty years old, and his eyes seemed

there was light in her

the tablet aside, played Variety, and slowly closed

Another night passed.

still drizzling outside

it's the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all night, but her

out, the assistant's phone

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